Thrylos

((OOC: Probably me.)) The inquisitor returned the cold stare, as if to say the same to him, then turned about to set eyes on Nexi, and though she couldn't see his eyes growled nonetheless. Only Amy, a blacksmith, and some others, respected her years and experience and treated her kindly. The inquisitor was a thin, ragged griffon with a skinny face and a sharp hooked beak that could slice through some metals, but had never been used due to his peaceful wishes upon joining. Any spies he had caught had been let go to run away with their cries for mercy. So far, the griffon's beak hadn't been used, but only members knew that. Nexi had never seen that beak, but just the tense filling in the room when she had joined had been enough to tell her something, along with, the inquisitor seeing her blindness, had forced her to feel the tip of his beak, which had pricked without even pressing. Nexi shivered, and whispered into the new pony's ears. "Don't freak out. He looks fierce, but that beak has never been used. They put him to work here because he didn't want to be a warrior, so they put that beak to good use." The zebra tried to smile, but it came crooked and Nexilli Zecenda backed a bit before turning to the inquisitor. The griffin cackled. "Foals first." The griffin then grabbed Black Hoof and sat him down at his interrogation desk. "I am Inquisitor Zeke, but just call me Zeke." The first interrogation had begun...

A small bear cub thrashed in the bushes, just out of sight of the ponies, stuck in thorns. It held back howls of pain, because the bear had learned that such a small cub could easily be plucked up by wild animals. But trying to escape, the thorns dug deeper into the poor things skin. A low growl came from its mouth, the only way to let out the when without screaming it to the skies. One fateful day, a small flash flood had swept the cub away, and he had survived, but would die soon without learning how to hunt.

((CrescentBlaze: Go ahead and build off of it! No problem with me! You'll learn more about how disrespected Nexi is in camp.)) Nexi walked slowly down the sands, striped hooves crashing into the sand that, annoyingly, muted every feeling she had to do with sense of touch. Her ears and nose worked fine, but she felt ultimately near-sighted. But, there was one change in the sand that felt slightly like hooves...still, there were nearing the mountains that blocked view of the camp, and the old Appleoosa that had been burned to the ground. Slowly, Nexilli Zecenda stopped in the ruins, and sniffed about before stepping into a ruin and dissipating suddenly. On the floor of the house was a rug, and under that a hatch. This was the entrance where strangers were to be brought too, so that they could be monitored before being known as trustworthy and being shown the REAL camp.

Dark Bolt glared at them both. "You don't know who I am! Nobody ever did! They just didn't understand!" His voice was a deep royal, which was weird when you were looking at a small pegasus and his voice comes out like that. "Even you go away, you'll never really be away. No matter who I meet, they're always scarred emotionally. You guys were lucky enough not to learn who I really am!!!"

Armor is probably adding to power on the defense side, weapons are both, but halved when used to defend. And yes, I like to think Storm Dragon is around Crescent's ability, even if not even close in personality.

:wail: :wail: You ideas are awesome, but you just have to put them into free-for-all.

Ink Soul's eyes widened at this, but sighed. "Then...I can read it in the shop?" Ink hoped dearly that this was fine, and looked intently at Gray.

((...Wilden's story is passing separately, so it can go any speed. And Dunder? He will post whenever is best. I won't pressure him to fit his character into any old spot.))

"Canterlot...that that I'm the snobby, fancy-pants kind of colt..." Hops said, thinking about those ponies and sticking out his tongue. "Bleh...I'm Hops, if thats what you ask."

Dark Bolt's laugh was malicious and cold. "You don't say? Sorry if I sounded like I meant it, but trust me, my voice is always like that. But what if the filly had had a real sword? Good luck with contending with bleeding to death." The alicorn then swished his tail. "And I'm no royalty. Yes, I have a royal family, but I was banished and now I hide in this country even though I should be long dead. You may get in trouble for even speaking to me if the guards knew, so don't take this chat lightly." Then, the black alicorn put on his old concealment spell.

Nexi listened closely and nodded. "Come this way. Bring your friends, too." The blind zebra turned and trotted slowly, tracing her way back, super sensitive hooves feeling every grain of sand. "I have seen much, and I will tell you more once we have made it back..."

Your guys idea on the power probably fits, but I'm thinking the power of any weapon or mount adds to your base power, so if you have an awesome weapon with an awesome mount it'll help a lot.

Of course! Probably a good idea! Storm Dragon Experience and Skill: -Deeply experienced with fighting tactics, and a master of beast control and creation, so most not as smart animals like Wilden, who can speak to ponies, is easily willed into Storm's control, where he can mix them with another animal using a tool kit he always carries with him. -Trained in many survival skills, and proficient with almost all weapons, even weaponless. -To the point, Storm was trained deeply with a wonderbolt, and now flies twice as well, faster than almost any living beast, but still cannot beat the flight of a lightning pheonix-this is one of his dreams. -Will do anything for the good of his country-inside he really believes what he is doing is good for Equestria. But some of the things he does aren't quite what should be done, basing much of his choices, due to being just a prince, on the suggestion of a much eviler advisor, Hell Razor, who Storm Dragon is not old enough to understand he shouldn't trust his advisor. Equipment/Weaponry: -Usually has a mount, since he is much more comfortable with a beast by his side. -A small dragon necklace. -He also usually carries with him two curved swords at his waist that he can kick out and grab in his mouth.

I'd make a character for this!

Dark Bolt just looked at the filly, not in the slightest amused. Being called a bully...this filly hadn't known his life. He wasn't a bully, just plain evil. He laughed slightly, but that was just to hide the dark shroud that covered his eyes when he wanted to hurt somebody. "You think that wooden sword will save you from my powers? If I had any mind at all, I'd send you to the dungeons. But I'd rather kill you quickly." Dark Bolt tried to make it sound all like a joke, but his mouth formed a sneer, and he couldn't stop the cold stare he gave everyone.

The blind zebra felt the pony from before, along with another, trying to help her, and Nexi growled, pushing them away with annoyance. Standing up, Nexi dusted her striped pelt and sniffed a little, ears twitching, so she could tell some more about these ponies. The first was a pegasus, of unknown appearance built a strong build. She also smelled sweat, so probably both were tired and hungry. Feeling the other ponies movements, he was probably just an earth pony, and with a speedy build. But another, in the back, a youngster, spoke to her, and to the battle scarred zebra his question was a surprise. Very few looked to her eyes to first think of her, though they usually did later. What most saw first was the hardships of her whole life, from the scratches covering every inch of her body, and her destroyed eye. "I am, if you wanted to know."

Dark Bolt laughed darkly when the little pegasus attacked, but slowly lost interest and pushed his hoof into the fillies head. "Hey, kid. Quiet down. If you want a monster, try smiting me."

CrescentBlaze: I think making it so anyone can win randomly with a random uber attack is unfair. My thought is that everyone is a certain level of power, and the more ponies fighting the better chance of winning. I made an exception with the Wilden/Beast fight, but I don't plan on doing that again. Either die or run if you don't have enough fighting power on your side. tyler008bon: Probably just PM me. I would be happy if you could "suggest" the thread, but make sure they know to PM me if they want to join.

((New post order: 1. Crescent Blaze 2. Thrylos 3. tyler008bon 4. SaucySpider 5. theshypony 6.Dunder Thanks!)) A heavy had begun on the plain. The patter of rain on and left puddles of slushy mud underhoof. Tears hit the ground as Storm Dragon looked down at the mangled body, the work of his mother and him. All he had strived for...left to rot to bits. He had trained the dragon that had been stitched with the life force of a unicorn had been his only friend all his life, even after being turned to a beast. From filly to prince, that red dragon had been beside his side, only to be covered in its own blood. That night, Storm Dragon swore on his life to kill that wolf...he would die! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The blind zebra Nexi heard a voice, and jumped when she felt, though deeply muted by the sandy grains of the ground, a far of pony take a fighting. Quickly, the resistance zebra replied in Pro's general direction. "I am Nexilii Zecenda of the Rebellion! Please don't hurt me, I'm no more than a mere scout." From here, Nexi couldn't feel, smell, or hear anything that could tell which side this pony was on, so she took the best looking defensive stance she could muster, just causing her badly injured young legs to collapse, and Nexi groaned, not with pain but annoyance.

Yeeup!

Will try for both!

((okay if I make what comes out of the bushes?))

Dark Bolt sighed. "Thats your secret? Yeah, people would think you evil, but its not that bad...for me, that is." Carefully, Dark Bolt removed the concealment spell and stretched into his full height and majesty before stepping out only to Draco and looking down at him carelessly.